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Surrender ( A Second To Think) Lyrics - Saul Williams - Saul Williams

Well, there're two ways I can say this. 

And one would be: fuck you! 

And there're no two ways around it, because one would be untrue. 

Because I love everything about you. 

But I don't want to be around you. 

If you control my heart will you control my brain? 

If I give in to you, will it still feel the same? 

'Cause I want nothing more than to be here with you. 

If you fulfill my dreams, will that fulfill you too? 

I need a second. I need a second to think. 

Now, the other way to play this would be mellow, light, and, cool. 

Poetry and meditation. Higher ground and higher truth. 

Because I love everything about you. 

But I use everything to doubt you. 

If you control my heart will you control my brain? 

If I give in to you, will it still feel the same? 

'Cause I want nothing more that to be here with you. 

If you fulfill my dreams, will that fulfill you too? 

I need a second. I need a second to think. 

I found the spot where truth echoes and know each beauty mark by heart. 

But I just can't keep her still enough to render perfect art. 

'Cause the truth is ever changing and although she loves my touch, 

I've had my way, but I when I pray, she kisses back too much. 

And it's hard to feel real gangster when you're always getting kissed. 

But you jump at every pucker, 'cause your fear of getting dissed. 

I try not to fight the parts of me that want to kiss her back. 

Egos should be illegal. Mine just don't know how to act. 

He tells me I don't need her. I should walk this path alone. 

She's make believe. She's up my sleeve. I'd do better with a clone. 

But could it be? It seems to me that she's my other half. 

My inner-tarzan monkey girl, raised mainly by giraffes. 

And besides she makes me laugh. 

But deeper down, I'm just a clown starting bar room brawls with cupid, like, 

"Fuck that naked baby angel, yo! 

And gimme 2 more buttery nipples". 

And God just re-invents herself as ice-cubes in my ripple. 

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